The Madam

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The Madam

By M. Robinson

Published by Kristen Switzer at
Smashwords

 

Copyright © 2014 M. Robinson

 

Edited by Kristen Switzer

 

All rights Reserved.

No part of this book may be used or
reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of
the author.

 

This book is a work of fiction. References to
real people, events, establishments, organizations, or locations
are intended only to provide a sense of authenticity, and are used
fictitiously. All other characters, dead or alive are a figment of
my imagination and all incidents and dialogue, are drawn from the
author’s mind's eye and are not to be interpreted as real.

 

Dedication

 

This book is dedicated to a very special
person in my life. She entered it when I needed her the most. She
is most definitely a Godsend. Thank you for everything that you do!
The way you have jumped in headfirst with me throughout this whole
process has been remarkable. The support you show me is something I
couldn’t live without. You push me when I need it and you tell me
how it is, and I love you for it. The friendship we have is one
that I know will last forever. You are one of the most important
people in my life.

THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU…I CAN’T SAY
IT ENOUGH.

Kristen Switzer, you are my number one VIP. I
love you for everything!

 

Acknowledgements

 

Ben: I LOVE you. You are my everything. Thank
you for always supporting my dreams and pushing me in the right
direction when I need it the most.

 

Dad: Thank you for always showing me what
hard work is and what it can accomplish. For always telling me that
I can do anything I put my mind to.

 

Mom: Thank you for ALWAYS being there for me
no matter what. You are my best friend.

 

Julissa Rios: I love you and I am proud of
you. Thank you for being a pain in my ass and for being my sister.
I know you are always there for me when I need you.

 

Ysabelle & Gianna: Love you my
babies.

 

Jettie Woodruff: You are forever the PP of my
life and I love you from here to Ur-anus.

 

Rebecca Marie: THANK YOU for an AMAZING cover
for The Madam. I wouldn’t know what to do without you and your
fabulous creativity.

 

Jamie Carollo: Thank you for the love and
support with everything you have done for me.

 

Alexis Moore: Your brutal honesty and our
witty interesting conversations.

Jennifer Mirabelli: My dirty girl undercover!
Love you.

 

Hetty Whitmore Rasmussen: The support and
enthusiasm you share with me.

 

Heather Harton: My GILF and my friend.

 

Kathy Coopmans: Mom!! Love you for being
you.

 

Karen Hick Benton: I LOVE YOU. The end.

 

Barbara Johnson: You always make me
laugh.

 

Shannon Vincent Franco: My cousin, thank you
for supporting me.

 

Kimberly Lenae Stewart: The friendship that
we share is one that I cherish.

 

Mary Beth Witkop: My
beautiful girl. I love corrupting you and shocking you.

 

Veronica LaRoche: The way you promote me is
unbelievable.

 

Ashlee Marie Dirker: You are awesome!

 

Julie Kerr: Your honesty and friendship mean
everything to me.

 

To all of my family; Rios, Robinsons,
Ubillus, Barhoums, Sabis, Britos, etc...I never imagined that I
would have the support that I have received from you guys to follow
this career. It has meant everything to me to have the love and
appreciation you have shown me. I am very lucky to be able to call
you my family. I love you and thank you.

 

To all the blogs A HUGE THANK YOU for all the
love and support you have shown me. I have made some amazing
friendships with you that I hold dear to my heart. I know that
without you I would be nothing!! I cannot THANK YOU enough!!

 

To all my new author friends that I have
made! That has most definitely been a privilege!

 

Last, but most definitely not least, to my
VIP GROUP. Oh my God ladies…words cannot describe how much I love
and appreciate every last one of you. The friendships and
relationships that I have made with you are one of the best things
that have ever happened to me. I wish I could name each one of you
but it would take forever, just please know that you hold a very
special place in my heart. You guys make my day, every single day.
THANK YOU!!!

 

To all the fans that have shown me an
outpouring of love and support. I would be nowhere without you. You
are forever my VIPs!!

 

Authors Note

 

When I started writing VIP I never imagined
that I would turn it into a series. I poured my heart and soul into
writing that book. The characters became like my children and
family, I love them. I never understood how authors would say that
their characters become real people to them until I started
writing. It’s amazing how much of yourself you pour into a story.
You miss time with your loved ones because you just need to finish
one more chapter…a couple more words…just one more
scene…etc…etc…etc…

Writing The Madam was a unique experience for
me that I will never forget. I love this bitch so much! She is
hardcore and I wouldn’t have her any other way. Her story is
intense, dark, erotic; it’s a roller coaster of emotions. The way I
heard her voice in my head is exactly how I have portrayed her in
her story.

After I started receiving the outpour of fans
wanting Sebastian and Ysabelle’s story to continue, I immediately
knew that The Madam needed her own story for the series to click
together. I cannot tell you how much it has meant to me to be
accepted in the indie world by each and every one of you. I am
incredibly lucky to be able to do what I love and have it be
received with such kindness and admiration.

I wrote this series for you.

 

Table of Contents

Prologue

Chapter
1

Chapter
2

Chapter
3

Chapter
4

Chapter
5

Chapter
6

Chapter
7

Chapter
8

Chapter
9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

Epilogue

MVP
Prologue

Prologue

You can
call me whatever you want, I’ve heard it all before. But the truth
is the first time I saw money, I fell in love. Money makes the
world go round. It’s the root of all evil. It gives you both
pleasure and pain. Greed is one of the seven deadly sins, along
with envy, and my personal favorite…lust. God said thou shalt not
covet thy neighbor’s wife; well God never met one of my VIPs.

I’m not an evil woman, but I want what I
want, when I want it. I do whatever the fuck I please, and at the
end of the day, if you fuck with one of my girls then you fuck with
me. You don’t fuck with something that belongs to me and if you do,
I’ll make sure to make you pay for it. I fear nothing. Fear makes
you weak and I am not a weak woman. I can be your most treasured
jewel or your worst nightmare. The choice is yours.

I don’t depend on anyone other than myself,
because at the end of the day that’s all I have. I rely on no one
and that’s what makes me incredible at what I do. I live in a man’s
world and I fucking own it. Women rule this world and the only
reason we let men believe they do is because they lead with their
cocks. Our pussies hold the power. We give life and are the only
living organism in this world that can bleed for seven days and not
fucking die.

Love is a figment of your imagination; it’s
right up there with monogamy. It’s a platonic state of mind that
you program yourself to be in. It’s an illusion. The mind is the
most powerful tool one can have. They say we only use 10% of our
brain and if that’s the case, could you imagine what it would be
like if we were capable of more?

I’m not a selfish woman, I do share my things
with others but they need to be returned to me in the exact same
condition as borrowed. You break it you buy it. You think you may
know me but you have no fucking idea. My namesake, I am a powerful,
sexual woman. I am an enchantress on a good day, a demon on the
bad, and an Illusionist for all the days in between. I am a lot
like Ysabelle in the sense that I show you what I want you to
believe. That’s maybe why I wanted her, why I still want her.
Ysabelle really is a stupid fucking woman, but I don’t want to talk
about her and her fucked up decisions. We will get to that; we will
cover everything.

I am a no holds barred type of woman. I have
no secrets to keep. But a lot happens behind closed doors, and I’m
about to open those doors for you. Give you a glimpse of what and
who I am.

My name is Lilith Veronica Stone, AKA Madam,
and this is my story.

Chapter 1

The
first written text of prostitution can be dated back to 4000 B.C.
I’ve always hated the word “prostitution” but it truly is one of
the world’s oldest professions. Women from all over the world knew
early on the power that they held between their legs. They were a
force to be reckoned with even back then. It’s interesting to see
how the world has evolved since this taboo profession began. But of
course, back then it wasn’t prohibited, it was called bartering.
I’ll give you something if you give me something in return. This is
how I’ve lived my life. It has been my motto, my creed, my oath so
to speak.

The psyche of the human mind is a fascinating
concept. God gives us freewill, he gives us instincts, survival
skills, he sets the stage and you pull the strings. One may think
he is the puppeteer but the reality is, you have to blame someone
for your mistakes, so why not him right? It’s so much easier that
way. Although, God is a bit of a voyeur in my eyes as he likes to
watch. He also sets the rules; look but don’t touch, touch but
don’t taste, taste but don’t swallow.

This is where he and I differ. Temptation is
an alluring son of a bitch. I’m not a religious woman by any means,
but I have been called God a time or two. I prefer Madam though.
They say you learn a lot about a person through their name; my
given name is Lilith meaning “of the night”. Legends say Lilith was
Adam’s first wife, sent out of Eden and replaced by Eve because she
would not submit to him. I was pretty much fucked the minute I was
born.

I was born June 6, 1960; yes, I know you see
it, 666 the sign of the devil. Is that me? I think not, although,
one can dream can’t they? That would make me fifty-four years old.
I don’t look it by any means. In my eyes I don’t look a day over
thirty-five. Trust me, I can fuck anyone under the table in more
ways than one. Everyone has a creator and we are put on this earth
for a purpose; some believe that once that purpose is served,
you’re done. Game over, do not pass go; do not collect $200.

I say fuck that. Women are put on this earth
to be cherished and treated as a queen; men are our worshippers and
will do anything by whatever means possible to make our wishes come
true. If they don’t, we deserve the right to make them suffer;
after all, we did create them. Doesn’t that give us leeway?

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